dinsdag 8 juli 2014

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GODLING – THE ONE MAN PANTHEON: The Fall
of Godling part 3: All-New, All-Different!

The mountains of Tibet, the castle of The Dark Monk
and his followers. The Dark Monk stands before his men, dressed in his black
robe, silver bracelets and a traditional Tibetan hat.

“We are
sorry, it seems we were unsuccessful in killing Godling,” one of the monks
says, bowing before his master.

“Cretin! How
dare you return here then?” Dark Monk yells.

“The hero
disappeared in a flash of light. We had him on his knees though, I’m sure he is
badly hurt.”

“That is not
enough. Pay for you failure!” Dark Monk says and fires a blast of purple light
from his hand, disintegrating the monk. “Let that be a lesson for the rest of
you. I do not accept failure. Find the Godling and destroy him. THAT is your
order.”

*

Maybe this isn’t so bad after all, Quentin Alexander
says, walking on-campus of Troy University. I haven’t been able to provide the
quality of colleges I want to with the lack of preparation caused by my
adventures as Godling. Without superpowers I have a lot more to time to spend
on my real work.

He runs into
Monica. “Quentin, good to see you. You look relaxed.”

“I guess I
feel relaxed.”

“I heard you
broke up with Janson. Too bad, I liked her for you.”

“It just
wouldn’t work out. But how did you find out?”

“She called
me. We’ve become pretty good friends through that whole affair with Wade and
that armor of his (a few issues ago).”

“Good to know
something good came out of that whole mess,” I told her. “How are you and Wade
doing now?”

“I’m afraid I
saw no other possibility then to break up with him. At least for a while. Even
though I know in my head he acted so aggressively towards me because he was
under the control of that stupid helmet I just can’t feel… at ease with him
like I used to. It might just take time, I’m not sure.”

“So we’re
both single now,” Quentin says. Did I sound too happy about that, he wonders.

“I guess.
That’s not too bad. I always used to enjoy watching bad sci-fi movies with you,
or check out new restaurants. We’ll have a bit more time to hang out together
again.”

“Yeah,
that’s not too bad indeed. In fact, there’s a new Thai place downtown we could
check out tonight.”

“You got
yourself a deal,” Monica says and shakes Quentin’s hand.

This might
have been the best time to lose my powers, that’s for sure. Time to make
something of Quentin Alexander’s life instead of Godling’s, the professor
thinks.

*

Superstar Mark Brant wakes up in his penthouse.
Bottles of champagne litter the room. There’s a good looking lady in her
underwear sitting on his bed. She’s just putting on the rest of her clothes.

“Hey baby,
you leaving?” he asks.

“You were
pretty direct to me when you told me you didn’t want me to stay for breakfast.”

“Yeah, but I
can autograph your behind if you want me to,” Mark says.

“That won’t
be necessary,” the lady says. “Thanks for the experience.”

Mark watches
her put on a dress and walk out the door.

“Man, I
don’t even remember us doing anything. Maybe I should cut down on the booze a
bit after all,” Mark says to himself.

“Wine,
women… Bachuss would get along with you just fine,” a voice says.

Mark jumps
out of bed. “Who the…”

Hermes,
Apollo and Ares stand in the room before him. “Just us gods,” Hermes says. “No
reason for alarm.”

“Gods you
say? Man, I really really need to cut down on the booze… I’m getting delirious.”

“Look into
the pool of blood at your reflection. Like what you see?” Zeus asks.

Mark looks
into the pool. What he sees is muscular warrior dressed just like Godling was,
but where Godling’s hair was black his is blonde and he is wearing a beard.
Also, where Godling’s clothes were blue with a gold trim Mark’s outfit is red
with a silver trim.

“I have to
admit I look pretty damn spectacular.”

“Good,” says
Zeus. “We will give you some training now and then you can go back to your
world as our champion.”

“This is all
going way too fast,” Mark says. “How many times do I need to tell you I don’t
want to be a superhero.”

“You know
Perseus?” Zeus asks.

“I do, saw
him in a movie. Guy can fly right?” Mark says.

“He can.
Think about his powers,” Zeus says.

As he does
suddenly Mark takes to the sky. “I can fly! I can fly! That feels great!” He
lands again.

“Now think of
Heracles, you surely know of him,” Zeus says. “Then hit that large boulder.”

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I am a dutch writer, writing often in english. My special interests are crime movies and novels, rock music (I am a rock reporter for a dutch site) and comic books.
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